Mu Huaixi gave birth very quickly and she didn't feel anything, but she was still detained by Aunt Da Chu for a full month of confinement.
She ate well every day during this month. Ying Mingcheng would bring chicken or meat bones home every two days, which were ordered from the commune. The broth and porridge made from them were always given to her. The qi and blood that had been lost due to childbirth were quickly replenished.
Aunt Da Chu also made preparations early. She has a unique skill and the alcohol content of the glutinous rice wine she makes is extremely low. She adds water to the light glutinous rice wine and beats eggs, or uses the glutinous rice wine water to stew meat. The taste and efficacy are excellent.
Originally, Mu Huaixi had prepared tongcao for herself, but once Aunt Da Chu's low-alcohol fermented glutinous rice came out, her milk flowed out so smoothly that there was even more.
"Oh," Mu Huaixi finished a set of slow punches in front of the bed, glanced at the front of her clothes that was wet with milk, reached out to pull her son who was sleeping soundly on the small wooden bed, lifted up his clothes and wanted to feed him.
But Ying Wuhui usually went to sleep after eating a full meal, so when he smelled the rations he just smacked his lips, not even caring about the white milk dripping on his lips, and continued to sleep soundly.
Mu Huaixi had no choice but to take the bowl on the bedside table and squeeze the full milk into it since her son didn't want to eat.
The swelling was released through the slightly painful kneading. Mu Huaixi took small sips of cool air, frowned, and squeezed out half a bowl, feeling both comfortable and painful.
"Oh," she raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and looked at the still swollen other side with some trouble. Her milk-clearing skills were actually very good, but they seemed a bit awkward when used on herself.
After all, when massaging others, she only needs to pay attention to the strength, but when massaging and squeezing herself, the soreness, swelling and numbness spread from her chest to every part of her body, always causing an uncontrollable reaction.
"......" She rested for a while and was about to continue, but the bowl in her hand was taken away by someone. She didn't know when Ying Mingcheng stood beside her.
Mu Huaixi immediately pulled down her clothes, turned her head to the side, and asked with a blushing face, "Why are you back?"
Even though he is now a father, she still feels shy.
Ying Mingcheng's eyes were piercing, and it took him a long time to move away from the snow-white jade ball. He asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
Mu Huaixi was too embarrassed to say anything, so she could only tug at the corner of her clothes and throw the question back, "Didn't the leader come this afternoon? Why are you back so early?"
After she gave birth, Ying Mingcheng's work intensity decreased compared to before. The first thing he did when he came back every day was to rub Master Wu Hui's diapers, and most of the outdoor training and exercises were left to Huo Zhiwu.
However, today was the day when the military district leader was coming, so he went out early in the morning and informed her in advance that he would be back late in the evening, or maybe not at all. Who knew that he would show up at home before dusk.
"The road leading into the mountain is blocked by a landslide," Ying Mingcheng explained, his eyes still locked on her. The regiment had already sent two platoons to clear the road. In the past, he was willing to go and show his face for such things, but this time the team was led by the second battalion commander, and he was too lazy to deal with this person, so he thought about coming back early to wash today's diapers.
Ying Wuhui ate a lot and urinated a lot, so Aunt Da Chu took good care of him. There were twenty or thirty dirty diapers a day. After washing them for two days, Aunt Da Chu developed eczema on her hands, so Ying Mingcheng took over this job.
He was very strong and could scrub a basin of diapers clean in no time, but his hands were too strong and diapers that could be used for three or four months were torn in just one month.
He came back too early today, and the busy Aunt Chu hadn't taken the diapers out of the bedroom yet, so she told him to go upstairs and get them himself. Who would have thought that he would see what just happened.
Seeing her blushing and not answering, Ying Mingcheng remembered that he was still holding a bowl. He had just taken it subconsciously, and only then realized that the bowl did not seem to contain water or fish soup, but milk with a fishy smell.
"Gudong."
The sound of his throat rolling and swallowing was particularly loud in the silent bedroom.
Mu Huaixi turned around with a flushed face and saw that he had picked up the bowl. He drank up all the fruits of her hard work in a few gulps, leaving a circle of white on the outside of his thick lips.
"The food at home has been getting better recently," Ying Mingcheng said in a hoarse voice, staring at his son who was sleeping soundly in the small wooden bed.
"?" Mu Huaixi relaxed a little when she saw him suddenly talk about something else. "Indeed, Auntie Da Chu's cooking has been so delicious lately that I've gained weight."
Ying Mingcheng looked at her after hearing that. Her complexion was much better than the day she gave birth. Her cheeks were more fleshy than before, and the place he had just seen was also fuller than before.
"Yeah, I've gained weight." Ying Mingcheng was a little absent-minded and followed her words, but he got a fierce glare from his wife.
Mu Huaixi was furious, sucking in his stomach and straightening up, "Where am I fat?"
She was clearly the one complaining about being fat, but she still felt angry when she heard Ying Mingcheng say that. In the past, she would have lost weight quietly, but now she chose to express all her dissatisfaction.
Ying Mingcheng's eyes darkened, and he reached out and touched her abdomen, "Don't breathe in, it will be uncomfortable."
"You haven't gained too much weight, have you?" Mu Huaixi couldn't hold her belly in any longer, so she relaxed. Ying Mingcheng sat next to her while she wasn't paying attention.
"Well, actually, I'm not fat." Ying Mingcheng's answer was too perfunctory, earning another eye roll from Mu Huaixi. Did this guy come back early just to make her angry?!
Mu Huaixi was angry and stopped talking.
“Swish!”
The sound of meat and vegetables being put into the pot came from downstairs. Aunt Da Chu had already started cooking dinner. Mu Huaixi was attracted by the sound, but was pushed by him unexpectedly and fell on the bed.
"?"
"Aunt Dachu is cooking."
"Hmm?" Mu Huaixi blinked, not knowing what he was going to do.
Ying Mingcheng also stared at his daughter-in-law in his arms. Her black hair covered the entire bed, and her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as silk, which gave her a subtler charm than a year ago.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, "It's almost time for dinner. Aunt Da Chu will be coming up to call for help soon. Let me help you."
Before Mu Huaixi could react and realize that she needed his help with something, she felt a chill in front of her body. The already loose collar of her clothes was lifted up, and the wind from the clothes blew over the wet parts, causing her to shiver.
"ah!"
Her scream was quickly blocked by the palm of her hand, and a wet kiss fell fiercely, sucking the blocked snowballs away and turning them into a drizzle of spring rain, which was quickly absorbed by the dark soil.
A full meal.
Mu Huaixi didn't even look at Ying Mingcheng during dinner. Although he was only half full, he still finished all the soup bones she had left and ate three bowls of rice.
This caused Auntie Da Chu to give him a second look. While washing the dishes, she whispered to Mu Huaixi, "Mingcheng's appetite has increased recently. Is it because the training is too strenuous?"
Mu Huaixi blushed and could only nod.
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